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Chapter 7
Kia's POV
The soft ruffle of the leafs above my head was the first thing I heard. I slowly opened my eyes to look at the colored trees, dropping their yellow and orange leafs. I can hear a small stream somewhere around me. The wind lightly played with my hair, its touch as gentle as a small child. This area held a feeling of peace.
This place was so peaceful and perfect, so I know that this couldn't truly be real. There was nowhere in the world this nice and calm. Maybe I could believe that this place was real when I lived in a simpler time. Where monsters lived under your bed and daddy could say 'Boo' and make them run away. Where a kiss on your booboo from mommy made the pain go away.
I sat up, putting my hands behind me for support. I looked around, trying to absorb this perfect, but unreal world. I listen to all the sounds that I knew would disappear when I left. I listened to the wind, the stream, and the birds that sang above. I put my hand on my crest and listened. I listened to my heart. I listened to the soft thug that gave me life. I listened and an image of a brown- eyed boy sitting on the beach came into my mind.
Somehow knowing that this boy was wherever I would go after leaving this unreal place, I listened once more before saying good bye to the perfection of this world and returning to the real world where the brown- eyed boy would be.
When I started to gain consciousness, the first thing to notice was the pain. My ribs hurt with a dull pain but the main force of the pain was my head. On the back of my head, a little to the right, was where it hurt the most. I felt like someone was hitting that spot on my head with a hammer. I tried to open my eyes, but it made the pain worse.
I could feel a large, warm hand on my arm. Then the hand moved to my face, lightly on my forehead. The pressure, however light it was, should have made the pain increase, but it didn't. it actually soothe the ache. The hand on my forehead stayed there, but another oddly warm hand gingerly held my hand and brought it to a pair of soft lips. The lips kiss each fingertip and then the heel of my hand. The warm hand rapped my hand inside of it.
Then the warm hand was still. An unknown amount of time passed before the soft lips meet my forehead and then the heat from the lips and hand disappeared and I fell back into the darkness.
The next time I woke up, I could tell it was daytime, because the light was hurting my eyes. The pain has lessened since I last tried to open my eyes. I slowly opened my eyes, but had to shield them with my hands. When my eyes adjusted to the light, I removed my hand and looked at my surroundings. I was in my baby-blue room under the covers of my bed.
Looking to my left I saw a hunched figure at my bedside. I could not see his face, but I could see his dirty blond hair. I wasn't in its normal spiked up hairdo but looked messy from sleep. His head was on his arm and I could see one of his eyes closed.
Looking over to my clock, I said 7:47 am. Why was he sleeping in a chair in my room at 7:47 in the morning?
I gently shook his arm and he jumped awake. He looked around in a panic, his blue eyes wide. He looked back at me, breathing deeply knowing what startled him. Even at his age, he still looked young, with very few reankles.
YOU OK? HURT YOU?
ME FINE. DAD, YOU HERE WHY? YOU NOT OVER AT WORK WHY? My father was a cop in the nearby town of forks. Because there was not a police station in la push, he would have to commute every day. Today should be his first day on the job, he told me he had the morning shift. So why was he here?
My dad ran his hand throw his messy hair. He didn't look me in the eyes when he signed next.
PAST NIGHT. YOU REMEMBER WHAT?
I felt like he was keeping something from me. I didn't like it and I'm going to finger out why he is acting like this.
ME GO-TO ROOM. HINTO ENTER. WE TALK. HE MAD… I froze. All the memories from last night hit me at once. I took in a sharp breath. Hinto getting mad. Hinto shacking. Hinto braking the door frame. Hinto turning into that THING, the massive body of gray that was once my brother. Hitting my head and falling into the darkness. There is one memory that I liked though. The one with the warm hand and the soft lips. It was most likely a dream when I was out cold, but I still enjoyed it. But the one memory was not enough to suppress my shock.
HINTO, HAPPEN? HE OK? THAT GRAY, THING… THAT WHAT? I was starting to panic. What happened to my brother, one of the only people in the world that I was close to? Maybe I saw it wrong. Maybe that thing had charged throw the door and attacked Hinto and hit me. What else could explain it? People didn't explode into monsters. I looked to my dad for answers.
YOU REMEMBER. It was a statement, not a question.
YES.
YOU KNOW Q-U-I-T-E-U-T-E STORY? I nodded slowly. Mom told then to Hinto and me when we were young.
THEIR TRUE. THE MAN CHANGE WOLF, W-E-R-E-W-O-L-F, STORY TRUE. HINTO MAN WOLF.
Then everything clicked. The thing that took my brother's place was Hinto as a wolf. A giant gray wolf. Looking back on it now, I can see the large paws, each claw longer then my hand, and Hinto's gray eyes, now much larger, looking back at me with guilt and fear.
HINTO WOLF? HINTO MAN WOLF?HINTO W-E-R-E-W-O-L-F? I asked, needing to know for sure if it was the truth. My father nodded his head.
My hands were shaking so bad that it took me a minute to sign.
HOW? My question meant so many different things. How could the legions be true? How did my brother turn into a wolf? How were we going to deal with this?
MECHANICS ME DON'T KNOW. THEIR OTHER MAN WOLF. P-A-C-K.
WHO?
MEDICINE YOU WANT FOR PAIN?
He was trying to prolong this. He didn't want to talk about this subject for some reason.
WHO? I signed again, determined to get my answer. There had to be a reason for my dad to try to keep this from me.
YOU DON'T KNOW MOST.
He said most, so there had to be someone besides Hinto that I knew that was in the pack.
YOU TELL ME MOST. I KNOW WHO?
I could tell he was reluctant to tell me, but he started to sign.
BOY YOU MEET YESTERDAY. B-R-A-D-Y. My father's face was scrunched up in frustration and his nostrils were flaring. I didn't understand this response.
But Brady was a werewolf. I will admit it did make since, but it was hard to imagine.
Wait, why am I taking this so well. My dad just told me that some old folklore was real, my twin brother is now a fury mutt, and my only friend in la push is also a wolf. I should be freaking out. I should be screaming even though I couldn't hear myself. I should be running even though I know I couldn't run far. But I was calm. I wasn't logical.
My dad must have noticed my frozen state.
TIME ALONE YOU WANT? I nodded. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. Then he left the room, closing the door.
Now that I was alone there was one question I had to answer. Was I ok with this? My brother and friend being giant wolfs just because of their blood line. If I wasn't ok with this then did that mean I couldn't feel the same about Hinto, or act the same around him again? Would I have to give up the small friendship I had with the only person, besides my family, who could sign and was willing to learn? Could I give all that up to do the logical thing and be scared, when really I wasn't?
When I truly thought about it, I realized that I was ok with all this supernatural crap. I just had to buck up and face it head on.
Was Hinto here or was he in the dark, unknown forest. Hinto and I, even though we are twins, were never that similar, but now I felt a greater distance forming between us. Me being deaf had separated us, but he learned sign. He wasn't deaf, he didn't understand everything I went through, but there was this special connection that only we had. Now Hinto was the different one and I had no way to connect with him. I couldn't shift into a fur ball like he could now. I just hope that I won't lose him to his newly found wolf or pack. If I lost Hinto, I don't know what I would do.
So I got up out of bed, staggering I little from my head ach, I went to go find Hinto and face this head on.
WOW this is my 2nd longest chapter ever =)
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